Friday, April 27, 2007

Deaf Iron Maiden

so, as the "raised by deaf people" kid. i thought it appropriate.



also, the guy doesnt look unlike my dad.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Everybody's someone elses' nigger.

I often get pegged as "the punk kid." and its true, i listen to and love alot of punk. its entirely possible that the Dischord Records album, "1981:a year in seven inches" saved my life. but enough with those dramatics. Its a look that i can pull off, without feeling stupid, and yet without feeling boring. its something that i've spent alot of time learning the history of, esp. hardcore punk 1979 to late 80's- early 90's. Anywho, let it be known, that is NOT the extent of my music interest. And i have to confess, REALLY like Marilyn Manson. I bought a Dvd of the God, Guns, and Government tour today, which i saw when i was in 8th grade. and goddamn i love him. the lyrics aren't lacking in quality, the stage show is unrivaled by any other. He's got KISS beat, Cradle of filth's show was OK, but nothing mind blowing. He does it. And on top of that, he's nowhere near stupid.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

raise your fist for Penis Power



Digital Pants Mammal


so i was listening to the newest episode of the Mediocre show, which may be the best and most underrated podcast EVER. and they had a small segment about this public access show based in Atlanta. listen to the podcast if you have the time, if not, at least watch that video. fucking amazing.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

so tonight, as i was driving my car with a worn out clutch home at a breakneck speed of 20 miles per hour in 4th gear at 4000 RPMs i thought of a song. the song has nothing to do with cars really, but i was just thinking about my friends...

" If you need a place to sleep
For a day or for a week
You can stay at my house
You take the bed; I’ll take the couch
And if you need something to eat
Something healthy, something sweet
I’ll put on a pot of tea and start cooking right now
Right now
And if you need someone to bail you out of jail
Or come and pick you up at the hospital again
Or to drive to California so that they can bring you home
Just call me up, twenty-four hours
I will be there my friend
Because you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me
If you need someone to pay your rent or watch your kids
Or come over to your house when you’re on tour and feed your pets
Or to drive you to the airport ‘cause you’re freaking out again
This town has broken your heart; you won’t be coming back in
Well, I can keep a secret; no I won’t tell a soul
I will take you anywhere that you need to go
Yes, I can keep a secret; no I won’t tell a soul
I will take you anywhere that you want to to go
You know you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me
You can count on me, you can count on me"
-"count on me"-Ghost Mice

my top 10 artists and numbers of plays last week were as follows:
Papoose-31
Irish Drinking Songs -27
Propagandhi-12
Social Distortion-10
Flogging Molly-10
Hellogoodbye-9
Report Suspicious Activity-7
Dropkick Murphys-7
Shelter-5

i got a new tattoo yesterday.

As with all my other tattoo's and peircing, i've gotten alot of "what the fuck did you do this stupidness for?" type responses. not that i need to explain myself, nor that i need any reason at all, but i will.
cause i thought of it, and the thought was cute, and made me happy. So, i had to get the happy engraved in my ankle by a big burly dude in Waldorf. get it? im glad.
Moving on....
I'm still planning on trainhopping this summer. and then maybe a roadtrip afterward.(all clutches considered)
i need the following things and if you know where i could get them 4 cheap, or have one i can borrow i would be happy:
US Railway map
my other glove
a hennesy hammock
one of those quick cellphone chargers
a reliable pen
encouragement
more Kerouac and Ginsberg and Crimethinc books
a flatcap

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

a bit of an about me.

i subscribe to the following podcasts:
Mediocre show
Audio Anarchy
Common Sense with Dan Carlin
Dan Carlin's Hardcore History
Punky! Radio
Guerrilla Radio
the Ungodly Hour

i subscribe to the following RSS feeds:
Buddhist Channel
Infoshop News
Digg Frontpage
MakeZine
DC IndyMedia
DiagnosisRediculous
Things My BF says
Brokeback Coffeehouse
Modblog
PunkNews.org

My last.fm profile is :
http://www.last.fm/user/bryxbbp/
my top 10 artists and numbers of plays last week were as follows:
M.S.I.-41
Descendents-30
Dead Prez-30
Panic! At the Disco-30
Beastie Boys-26
Against me!-24
Immortal Technique-21
Peaches -13
Bomb the Music Industry-11
Papoose-10

these numbers are compiled from all plays on both my computer and my ipod.

i have enjoyed the following books and Zines:
zen speaks shouts of nothingness, Dharma Punx, still life with wood pecker, evasion, off the map, stolen sharpie revolution, another roadside attraction, 28 pages lovingly bound with twine, anything by Aaron cometbus, making stuff and doing things, how2 zine, aprovecho, feral forager, militant gardening, all ages, Banging your head against a brick wall, Emergency #5, Slug and Lettuce, heartattACK, cometbus, Untitled, See a grown man cry now watch him die, Slingshot, Dharma Bums, Days of War nights of Love, My World, Dangerous Angels, Still Life with Woodpecker, Another Roadside Attraction

and uh.....i made you that.


just a quick first bloggage.

this blog is for the people without a myspace. if its to be found over there, its to be found here.
so:

Obs (from work) pulled me aside and told me in a very serious tone:

"Bryan, you a young boy. you work very hard, you make the money, and so get good pussy. Pussy very important. Lonliness, you know lonliness, this word? It is not good for the man. And when you put your finger in the first time, you smile. And if it is good, then you eat the pussy. Remembah' that."

now imagine a 7 foot african army general who killed 100's of people on the oppressive side of some war saying this to you in his Barry White voice.....i cried laughing

this is my most recent blog elsewhere, so i start with it here:

"i amaze myself

i amaze myself with how much i change month to month.
i feel so strongly about things, at the moment, but i look back, and thats not how i feel now. i used to do drugs, i used to be straight edge, i used to hate jobs, i used to not be a workaholic, i used to dumpster dive everyday, i used to want to stay single, i used to hate so much, i used to love so much. i used to be pretty fuckin good at picking a lock, i used to snowboard alot, i used to skate, i used to do parkour, i used to be very lonely, i used to play guitar, i used to read alot, i used to hate ipods, i used to smoke cloves, i used to roll my own, i used to smoke
camels, i used to think i'd never smoke newports, i used to keep my room clean, i used to not run into vans with the car, i used to watch tv everyday, i used to hate history, i used to work out, i used to go camping, i used to be able to land a tre-flip, i used to have no money, i used to watch alot of porn, i used to meditate every morning and night, i used to stretch, i used to sleep, i used to hate tatoos, i used to be an atheist, i used to drink tea, i used to enjoy the stars, i used to hang out with evan everyday, i used to have insurance, i used to feel at home, i used to go to protests, i used to never over sleep, i used to be creative, i used to write a zine, i used to be outspoken, i used to eat real meals, i used to drink water,

ok im running out. i've found myself saying "i used to" alot lately. but i dont really feel like my life is really devoid of anything, more that each thing has settled into place, or is slowly balancing in.

the other day someone asked me: "whats the main focus in your life right now?"

and all i could think of was the things i wish were the main focus, or the things that used to be.
im not suggesting anything here...but its some interesting thoughts."



so there ya go.

my only respnse to that blog is the following quote from a mediocre movie:

"You see life is like that. We change, that's all. You see, the guy I am now is not the guy I was then. If the guy I was then met the guy I am now he'd beat the shit out of me. Those are the facts."